1 Come, let us all, with fervor,
On whom Heav’n’s mercies shine,
To our supreme preserver
In tuneful praises join.
Another year is gone;
Of which the tender mercies
(Each pious heart rehearses)
Demand a grateful song.
2 Tell o’er, with true devotion,
The wonders of His grace:
Let no polluting notion
Our gratitude deface.
But still remember well,
That this year’s renovation
Renews our obligation
To fight ’gainst sin and hell.
3 His grace is still preserving
Our peace in church and state;
His love is never swerving,
In spite of Satan’s hate.
Dispensed with open hand,
His blessings on this nation
Still ward off desolation,
And save a sinful land.
4 ’Tis His eternal kindness
That spares us from the rod.
Tho’ long our willful blindness
Has sore provoked our God
To pour His vengeance down;
Yet still His grace provides us,
And still His mercy hides us,
From His own dreadful frown.
5 The source of all compassion
Pities our feeble frame
When, turning from transgression,
We come in Jesus’ name
Before His holy face;
Then every sinful motion
Is cast into the ocean
Of never-failing grace.
6 To Christ our peace is owing:
Through Him Thou art appeased.
Through Him Thy love’s still flowing:
O! wilt Thou then be pleased,
Through Christ Thy grace to send,
In all its strength and beauty,
To keep us in our duty,
’Till these frail days shall end.
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